A short suck in a bath, hardly counts as play, now does it? And the man so grateful, you’d think I’d done him instead of letting him do me. ‘Course afterwards he wants to talk some, and maybe carry on at his lodgings, but Fleury’s having none of that. I have one day in the old country before I’m off to the new, and I’m not wasting it in bed, however pretty his eyes were.
Eileen says there’s boxing down at McNally’s at 2, so it’s a swift bit of pork and spuds for me – lets see if I can avoid paying for it…With these new clothes I'm going to walk into the Castle Hotel as if I own it, and see if they chuck me out. They not dare.